Even if you pick a few candidates, they're all pretty much the same, and it takes time to tell who's better—so what's the point of it all!!

"You’re all looking at me like this—do you think I’m handsome?" Evan said with a smile. Since he’d become the target, he could only face it calmly.

"Get lost!!"

"Tch!"

Countless people made disdainful gestures at Evan, raising their middle fingers and thumbs—yes, with the thumbs pointing down...

"Miss, it’s him, he’s the worst!!"

Almost simultaneously, everyone pointed at Evan and said in nearly the same voice.

"Hey, you over there, come here..."

Miss Miller waved at Evan, signaling him to come over. At this moment, she didn’t care who Evan was, nor did she look at him directly. To her, Evan, the worst candidate, was completely unimportant.

"Coming, hello, Miss!"

Evan trotted over and greeted her very respectfully. As a lowly servant, this was what he had to do—lower himself and show proper respect to the master’s family.

"Mm! What’s your name?" Miss Miller nodded and asked casually.

"Your humble servant is Evan!" Evan replied.

"Evan? That name sounds so familiar..." Miss Miller was taken aback. She felt the name Evan was familiar, but she was sure she had no impression of Evan himself.

"Miss, he’s the one who taught the third young master to go get struck by lightning..."

"Oh, so it was you! Kid, not bad! Keep it up..." Miss Miller said loudly with a smile, giving Evan a few hearty pats.

"Yes, Miss, I will keep working hard!!" Evan responded.

"......"

Keep working hard—do you mean you want to keep teaching others to do crazy things? This Miss Miller really... what a thing to say...

Everyone from the The Miller Family was speechless, feeling that both Miss Miller and Evan were a bit too casual.

"Very good! Evan, now go up there and compete with that girl across from you. Don’t be afraid—if you get hurt, I’ll pay your medical bills. If you die, I’ll give you a grand burial!" Miss Miller said even more casually.

"......"

Who talks like that? Who would dare go up after hearing this!!

"Yes, Miss, I’ll do my best!!" Evan replied, seemingly unaffected by Miss Miller’s words. His reaction stunned everyone present—they found it quite remarkable.

To be able to respond so calmly to such words—this little servant sure has guts!

"Miss Bennett, hello!"

Evan walked up to Miss Bennett and greeted her with a smile. The smile was polite, and his manner made it clear he was being very courteous.

"No need for nonsense. I’ll let you have three moves first! And I won’t even use my hands..."

Miss Bennett frowned, clearly displeased with the situation, and utterly looked down on and ignored Evan!!

He’s just a little servant—does a genius like Miss Bennett need to take him seriously? Not at all, absolutely not!!

"Wait, why are you letting me have three moves?" The little servant raised his arm in a stopping gesture, interrupting Miss Bennett.

"??"

Everyone was a bit puzzled. Although Miss Bennett letting him have three moves was a bit condescending, for a little servant like him, it was actually quite an honor. Even if she let him have a hundred moves, he probably still couldn’t win.

Could it be that this little servant is hiding his true strength?

"Hey, Evan, do you know martial arts?" Miss Miller asked at this point, thinking maybe her servant had some skills and that she was lucky today.

"A little bit!" Evan answered. Everyone knew that Evan could do a little bit of everything, but that little bit didn’t seem enough to take on a general-level cultivator.

"Great, then go knock her down!!" Miss Miller said directly, not even considering that she herself couldn’t beat the other girl, so how could Evan, a mere servant, win?

"Miss, that’s not possible, I can’t beat her..." Evan answered honestly.

"Damn! If that’s the case, why didn’t you want her to let you have three moves? You’re really an idiot. She’s willing to give you the advantage, so just go for it—don’t hold back, and don’t treat her like a woman!!" Miss Miller scolded Evan loudly.

"......"

This Miss Miller really is just like the rumors...

Miss Bennett frowned, recalling the rumors about Miss Miller in the city.

Evan nodded and said, "Got it! I won’t treat her as a woman! But, there’s really no need for her to let me have the advantage—I wasn’t planning to compete with her in martial arts anyway."

"Very good, don’t treat her as a... Wait, you just said you’re not going to compete with her in martial arts? What do you mean?" Miss Miller was praising Evan at that moment, thinking this little servant really suited her taste. But soon, she realized there was something interesting about what Evan said at the end—very interesting.

"Just now, Miss, you only said to compete, not specifically in martial arts, so we can compete in something else too!" Evan replied.